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July 15, 2012

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Don't Tread On Me

Bettina Camilla Vestergaard creates “an uninhibited space for creative thought and action.” Radical grass-tearing ensues.

Seriously, those idiots should be hunted for sport.

David

“Seriously, those idiots should be hunted for sport.”

Vestergaard’s “park intervention” would have been more interesting if the participants had been obliged to contend with a few lions. People might actually pay to see these fraudsters trying to make art while perched precariously in trees, surrounded by large carnivores.

Sort of, I’m a Conceptual Artist, Get Me Out of Here.

Squires

"Vestergaard’s “park intervention” would have been more interesting if the participants had been obliged to contend with a few lions."

Well, it would have appealed to their apparent martyr complex. Or cured them of it? Haha, no, I kid. Never let the thought pass through their precious fontanelles.

Col. Milquetoast

“Equal rights for all species.”

Stop the smallpox genocide! No smallpox, no Peace! (clenched fist salute!)
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Some, including much of the occupy movement, seem less like people trying to achieve a particular goal and more like people trying to create a bit of theater. Creating drama, a story and a kind of fame can be more effective for radicalizing than saying "Hey let's go hand out pamphlets and talk to people about how utopia is just around the corner but not accomplish anything discernible!" Why let a concrete goal get in the way when no matter what happens you can declare victory and then change the subject. Sometimes the point is not to think but to get other people not to think and simply to join.

Some people aren't trying to make sense. The question is how to determine those real life trolls from those who can be argued with and are interested in an honest discussion.

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